This blog is dedicated to recording the thoughts of a little pug named Winston, the Grand Duke of Pugsworth, as he struggles through a pampered existence.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

I've been tagged!!I was tagged by my girlfriend Panda (Suki and Maggie are on notice) and told to post my celebrity look-a-like. We'll, here we go!!

For those of you who skipped history class, this is Winston Churchill, OBE (left-with bowtie) alongside his namesake, Winston Pugsworth, Grand Duke (right-with collar). Also, I tag Duke and Gidget...and anyone else who has yet to be tagged.

Monday, May 28, 2007

My home town: SeattleHello everydog! By popular demand, I have posted a few pictures to show you all my home town. Seattle is home to several dog parks, and of course home to Pugapalooza. There are also some big buildings, and lots of water.

Here is what I humbly believe is the best thing about Seattle. Yes, it's me. I don't know how this city survived before July 8, 2006. I do know it has thrived ever since that day.

From www.visit-seattle.com, (c) Nick Gunderson. This is the skyline of Seattle and that is Mount Ranier in the background.

From http://www.visit-seattle.com/, (c) Nick Gunderson . This the world famous Pike's Place market where anydog can buy numerous types of dead fish and cheese.

From www.coladog.org. This is the beach where I play and it is apparently the only beach in Seattle where you can legally let Dogs and Pugs roam free.

Here is the cutest pug ever to grace the presence of Magnuson Park. People still constantly oooo and awwww and the presence of this random pug (me).

Here is the cutest pug ever to go swimming at Magnuson Park. I am patiently reminding those big dogs to get their ball so their human will throw it again and I can chase them into the water.

Here is my human cousin Luke's friend from school, named Flat Stanley. Flat Stanley was a normal boy until he was squished flat by his bookcase. Now that he is flat, he can fit into envelopes and his humans send him all over the country to visit cool places, like Seattle. My Mommy took Flat Stanley to the Pike's Place Market, where they have TONS of fresh food, flowers, and especially fish. The people who work at the fish place throw the fish around to each other to impress the tourists. I have not personally been to Pike's Place Market.

Here are Qwest field where the Seahawks play (with the white roof), and SafeCo field where the Mariners play. That's Mt. Rainier in the background.

Here is the view from my house. [Parent's Note: kind of...this is the view from the hill by our house. If you drive up the hill north about 3 blocks and turn around, you see this view.]

Here is a picture from one of Mommy and Daddy's favorite restaurants. I have not personally been here either. I am seeing a trend here.

This is an elephant at the Seattle zoo. Again, I have not personally been to the Seattle zoo. I think I ought to be able to go, it looks basically like a dog park, and that grey dog looks very interesting.

Here I am drinking Starbucks. You can't have a post about Seattle without shamelessly advertising Starbucks.

Here is my favorite place to be in Seattle: the couch. Here I am on Mommy's lap...

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Pug Meetup at my house!!First of all, thanks to all those who wished me a happy barkday, unfortunately it wasn't my barkday. Due to a computer error, people wanting to wish Pseudo Winston a happy birthday were accidentally directed to my blog. There is an outside chance that Al-Qaeda sabotage may be responsible, PIA is investigating. [Parents' note: No, Al-Qaeda is not involved, and the Pug Intelligence Agency is too fascinated by chasing their own tails to do anything.] Anyways, back to the Pug meetup. Here are the players:

Me, the good looking one; codename: the Grand Duke.

Rollo, the idiot; codename: the Recycler [Parents' note: he eats his own poo...he even managed to poop in the hallway and start eating it in the middle of today's playdate].

and Parker, the Bug (Boston Terrier- Pug mix); codename: Lollipop [Mommy's note: Winston's Daddy nicknamed her Lollipop because she is so cute you just want to kiss her all over in dog fashion].

This is Rollo looking for everyone to get distracted so that he can sneak of to do some "recycling."

Rollo being a spoiled rotten huge idiot. Note how his head is way too small for his body.

Now, compare this picture "back to back" with the next picture.

See how this one possesses a pug that is noticably more proportional and cute.

A good view of all three of us puggies raising real heck.

Here we are all looking at Rollo, trying to figure out what, if anything, he is thinking.

This is Daddy and Rollo doing some snuggling. Daddy feels sorry for Rollo because he thinks that Rollo does not possess enough brain-cells to make all his vital systems function continuously.

Me (left) and Rollo (right, without the sweatshirt) playing a little on top of Mommy (with the sweatshirt).

Me and Parker pose nice for the camera, and Rollo ... sniffs my butt. What is the deal with my teeth here?

No more pictures Mommy!

I'm exhausted! We had a blast and it was fun to see Aunt Lynn and Uncle Ray again.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

The Pugs of PugapaloozaAs promised, I now shall display the remainder of the Pugapalooza pictures. There were just too many pictures for a pug to put in one post, but it fits nicely in two.

This is a pug being a pug. [Parents' note: Winston means this pug thinks it's a person- a round person that does not know how to use a toilet like a civilized being- yet somehow it believes it is superior to the standard people with jobs.]

Here is my friend Tater Tot. He is the little half brother of my first real dog BFF, Oliver.

Here is Tater Tot with my Daddy.

This is Daddy, some random 12 week old puppy named Hana, and three of Daddy's chins (I'm a little annoyed that he gives random puppies so much attention).

This is Louie. He reminded me of me, in that he likes hiding on my Daddy's feet and that he doesn't care that my Daddy is a stranger.

This Pugo Villa. We talked for a while because it turns out that we are both related to Poncho de la Pug, the great pug revolutionary who established a utopian pug redoubt one afternoon in the mountains outside Guadalajara; but I digress.

This is a random puggle that looked quite cute in her little dress.

This would be Daddy's dream dog if she were a black pug. I forget her name but she is 2 years old, 15 pounds, loves to be carried like a baby, and gives great kisses...I don't like her.

This is Dorothy.

This is the Tin Man, and in the background is the Scarecrow. They refused to pose with Dorothy. The Lion was taking nap in the car. [Parents' note: Winston is telling the truth, the lion was taking a nap in the car, too cute.]

I am not making this up. This is a "mini cafe (with a line over the "e") puggaccino" stand.

These are some puggies dressed in hula outfits.

This is a pug, sharpei mix (sharpug). I'm not making these guys up either.

This is a little puppy sharpug.

These are a couple of pugs dressed as sharks.

And finally, here is the cutest pug of the whole pugapalooza...oh wait, that's me. This post was audited by impartial judges from Authur Anderson, so I guess this is objective proof that I actually am the cutest dog in all the world, or Seattle, whatever.

Welcome to My Blog- Now Submit to My Tyrannical Rule

On Pugs:

In the whole catalogue of the canine species, there is not one of less utility, or possessing less the powers of attraction than the Pug Dog, applicable to no sport, appropriate to no useful purpose, susceptible of no predominant passion, and in no way whatever remarkable for any extra eminence, he has continued from era to era for what alone he might have been originally intended, the patient follower of a ruminating philosopher, or the adulating and consolatory companion of an old maid.

-Dr. Edward Patterson, 1804

The Story of the Grand Duke of Pugsworth

I'm a pug puppy that was born on July 8, 2006. I have a face that entitles me to get away with murder and, if all goes according to plan, I shall be able to freely manipulate my Humans as soon as they are properly trained. I foresee a pampered existence for myself, and will do whatever is necessary to see that it comes to be. Now (getting into character) I shall transform myself into an innocent dumb angel...and the Humans will be none the wiser. P.S.- I LOVE COMPLIMENTS! Feel free to leave me a message.

The story of the stray my parents brought home one day, aka "Cosette Colbert d'Bonapug"

Cosette is my little sister, born March 3, 2008. I am not sure how exactly my parents found her, but I am guessing that while they were out playing without me one day, they saw her wandering around and, in a momentary lapse of judgment, decided to bring her home. [Parents' Note: Cosette was not a stray, as much as we admire people who adopt pets who are or were strays, or from shelters, we got Cosette from a wonderful breeder and know that from the minute she was born, she has been nothing but pampered.] I guess she's not really so horrible, we play a lot but she also likes to sleep almost as much as I do, and she is even more snuggly than me, if you can imagine that. Unlike me, she is a social butterfly and loves to play with any other dog, person, or stuffie she sees, although, she is terrified of cats. She seems to be stuck in permanent puppy-hood and is the source of constant amusement for me and my parents.